Les Secrets De L'épouse Négligée

Histoire d'un jeune homme qui tombe amoureux de deux amies l'une après l'autre mais fini par se retrouver au final en établissant la différence entre l'amour et l'attirance et trouve finalement le véritable amour de ça vie!!

From the very start, Amara knew that falling inlove with her bestfriend, Sebastian Clifford Laqueza is not impossible. Dahil bukod sa mayaman at guwapo ito, ubod ng bait at maalaga ito sa kanya. Kaya nang malaman niyang aalis ang binata papuntang Canada, nawasak ang kanyang puso. Kaya napagdesisyonan niyang hindi kausapin si Sebastian sa iilang araw na natitira nito sa Pilipinas bago umalis. Hanggang sa dumating ang araw na nagtagpo ang dalawa sa bar. What if the nights for apologizing and saying goodbye's turns to a night that full of lusts, mysteries and secrets?

We tend to keep secrets as humans. It is perfectly normal. Sometimes it is to protect others, but other-times it is to protect our very own selves. We fight so much to keep these secrets, but not all of them survives in the dark. Some of them begs to see the light of day. Meet Quincy Daniels, a college freshman whom life has been a secret from the moment he was conceived. When he finds out that his mother whom was presumed dead just happens to be living in the same building as him, he loses everything he thought was true about his life. Secrets that were long dead begin to rise again. Murders that were covered, children that were abandoned, lies that were hidden; inevitably ends in trust being shattered, mysteries revealed, and hearts broken. Quincy later becomes a CEO of one of the best companies in the Western World. But will his secrets let him enjoy what he has built? Ride along with Quincy as he unravels these deadly secrets that holds so much darkness that he thought it'd be best his mother died in the first place.

"This is my first time... it hurts... oh, it’s bleeding..." Allie winced as a cut from the kitchen knife throbbed on her finger. Liam glanced at her, his face full of concern, and applied the medicine with a sharp, almost angry tone: "I’ve told you not to go near the kitchen! Just tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll make it for you!" For Allie, her 20th birthday gift was discovering her boyfriend's betrayal with her best friend in bed. Furious, she turned her back on Nick and married Liam Hart, the city’s most influential and untouchable man. From that moment, she faced endless challenges: Nick’s constant manipulations, Liam’s family scheming against her, and the toxic people in their lives. Everyone sees Liam as the perfect, doting husband—no one knows the price she pays for his love. Exhausted, Allie faced Liam one night, her voice trembling with frustration: "Liam Hart, you are a monster in disguise." Liam, looking hurt, replied with a soft grin, “You wound me, darling. How could I possibly be a monster when I’m the one who’s supposed to protect you?”

When my best friend, Tricia Tate, finds out I have secretly switched my husband's used rubber with her father-in-law's, she has a full-on meltdown right then and there. In my last life. Tricia had been abused by her husband and asked to stay at my place for a while. I felt sorry for her and agreed to let her stay temporarily. But just two weeks later, she unexpectedly found out she was pregnant. I was about to ask her what had happened when her husband suddenly showed up and broke my husband's leg before dragging my whole family into court. In court, Tricia sobbed uncontrollably, accusing my husband, Jayden Lowe, of being a predator and claiming he had assaulted her while she was living with us. She said I didn't just ignore it but helped him carry it out. Jayden and I denied everything in court, but she pulled out an amniocentesis report, proving that the baby was indeed Jayden's. The internet exploded with hate against us, and the court sentenced both of us to prison, ordering us to pay her ten million in emotional damages. In the end, Jayden and I went to jail, while Tricia took that ten million, aborted the baby, and lived happily ever after with her husband. When I open my eyes again, I am back to the very day Tricia came to stay at my house.

Sous les néons du lycée par Ouédraogo Sidi Mohamed (Sidi_mosth)Dans les couloirs silencieux du lycée Saint-Clair, là où les néons grésillent au-dessus des secrets tus, une rencontre va tout bouleverser.Léna pensait que sa dernière année se déroulerait comme les autres : entre cours, amis, et routines tranquilles. Mais l’arrivée inattendue d’un garçon mystérieux, Mathis, change la donne. Entre regards échappés, silences pesants et confidences murmurées à la lumière blafarde des néons, une étrange complicité naît... et avec elle, un trouble profond.Mais ce lycée cache bien des choses. Derrière les apparences, les mensonges s’entrelacent, les amitiés se fissurent, et des vérités trop longtemps enterrées remontent à la surface. Qui manipule qui ? Et à quel prix ?Entre drame adolescent, jeux d’ombres et émotions à fleur de peau, ce premier tome plonge le lecteur dans une histoire aussi poignante que troublante

As I washed my wife's underthings, I discovered semen stains. It had been over two months since I last did it with Winona Sundown. She always looked down on me for not lasting long and being as boring as a dead fish. I silently accepted her criticism and mockery. That was until I saw a stranger messaging Winona with a hotel room number. The hotel just so happened to be my workplace, Pinnacle Hotel. The room number was 8102. I camped by the room, waiting to catch my prey. However, the woman at the door was a young and sensual woman. Unbeknownst to me, I had fallen into Winona's trap long ago...

When traumatized and desperate Calla Moreno accepts a job as a live-in maid at a billionaire’s secluded mansion, she expects silence, routine, and a safe place to hide. What she finds is Ronan Vexley—cold, dominant, and hiding darker secrets than she ever imagined. As twisted affections grow between them, and his charming but dangerous brother Dominic begins circling her like prey, Calla is pulled into a web of lies, obsession, and deadly truths. Trapped in a house that watches her, haunted by her past, and caught between two powerful men, Calla must decide who to trust—before the mansion buries her secrets too.

"What are you doing?" She asked breathlessly as she placed her hands on the hard surface of his chest. "I don't want you to run this time." He responded. She could feel the deep rumble of his voice through his chest as she slid her hands down an inch over his pectoral muscles. It was an involuntary move but as she felt his chest flex beneath her touch, she couldn't help but feel proud that she caused a reaction in him. His breath fanned over her lips and subconsciously her tongue darted out to wet them. "You don't want me to run?" Juliet asked as she regained her footing, and he slid his hands up to her rib cage slowly. "No." His voice was hard and firm. "No running." "No running from what?" She knew what he was saying but she wanted him to do something about it. It was a burning need racing through her body. Her eyes closed as the tip of his nose brushed against hers. "Me." At that moment her world stopped, and she refused to wait a second longer. She eagerly pressed forward to grab his lips with her own. They were soft and warm, but she only had a moment to dwell on that fact before he kissed her back with a heavy passion. One of his hands left her side to weave its way into her hair, pulling her impossibly closer. ❤️ He was dangerous, she just didn't know it. He was willing to give up everything for her. All he wanted was a woman he could call home. What happens when she learns his secret? What happens when his secret risks her life?

Il y avait une pleine lune la nuit où je suis né. Ma mère Amanda était la Luna de la meute de la Lune d'Argent. Et, Elle était enceinte de jumeaux cette fois-ci. Les jumeaux sont rares dans le monde des loups-garous, simplement parce que les loups-garous ont des bébés plus grands, donc il est difficile pour enceinte des jumeaux. J'ai entendu toutes les histoires sur la façon dont mon père a choyé ma mère pendant toute sa grossesse. Comment il lui massait les pieds chaque nuit et veillait à ce qu'elle ne manque de rien. C’était un accouchement difficile pour ma mère. Elle a eu du mal tandis que la sage-femme l'encourageait à pousser pour faire sortir mon frère et moi. On m'a dit que mon père faisait les cent pas devant la maison de la meute comme un fou dans un asile. Mon frère est né en premier. Différents membres de la meute ont des histoires différentes à propos de sa naissance. Certains prétendent qu'il n'a jamais pris une respiration et est né mort. D'autres membres jurent qu'il était vivant à la naissance puis est mort. Pour moi, le fait qu'il soit mort est tout ce qui compte. À partir de ce moment, on m'a tenu pour responsable de sa mort. J'étais le monstre. J'étais le meurtrier.